Nan Yan said happily: "Where did you transfer so many soldiers? Is it Peiping?"

Li Bushen bowed his head: "No."

"Where is that?"

Just as Nan Yan asked him, he suddenly saw a familiar figure walking behind him. When he looked closely, it was Duke Ding Guo Wu Yingqiu!

Nan Yan was stunned.

Under the flames, Wu Yingqiu's pale hair fluttered slightly in the wind, and there was a feeling that dandelions would fly away at any time, looking a little older, but when he walked in, his eyes were still vigorous and energetic, and he could not tell that it was an old man's eyes.

He walked up and knelt down at Zhu Feng tremblingly.

"Old minister, pay homage to the Emperor."

Zhu Feng raised his hand: "Duke please get up."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

After his son Wu Ding stood up, he immediately helped his father up. The two saluted Nan Yan again: "Greetings to the Imperial Concubine."

Nan Yan looked at them with a serious expression and nodded gently.

Zhu Feng said, "Thank you for your hard work in the Duke."

Wu Yingquo bent his back and said in a deep voice: "The old minister is late to protect his lord, and I hope the emperor will forgive him."

"Hey, the Duke of the State has made merits in protecting the emperor, so why are he guilty of it?"

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Nanyan stood aside, silent.

At this time, Zhu Feng looked at Wu Yingqiu's pale hair and said, "But, just leave the troops to the emperor. At such an old age, why should I go there yourself?"

Wu Yingqiu coughed twice, and seemed even weaker, but insisted: "No, he can't."

“…”

"This time it's for protection, which is related to the Emperor's safety. How can the old minister not come in person?"

“…”

"Besides, King Ning is a wolf-like ambition, and the old minister is really worried."

Zhu Feng curled his lips: "Thank you for your hard work, Duke."

"Don't dare."

Zhu Feng looked back and saw that the battlefield was still being cleaned down the city tower, and the panic-lost people had returned to the city gate and were about to walk in.

Zhu Feng said, "It's cold and the land is frozen. The Duke of the State has to be very tired when he travels a long distance."

"I dare not say I'm tired."

"Let's go to the villa to rest first. When the cleaning is completed, I will discuss with the Duke in detail."

"Yes, the old minister sued."

Wu Yingqiu bowed and slowly turned around. Wu Ding helped him leave.

When both of them and their sons got off the city tower, Zhu Feng looked at Li Bushang again, and his tone was a little more relaxed than before: "You are doing well."

Li Bushen lowered his head.

"However," Zhu Feng looked at the vast night and said, "I've forgotten the journey. The time you arrived is half a day later than what I thought."

Nanyan turned his head and looked at him.

Li Bushu still lowered his head and said, "It was originally the right time. However, because the Duke insisted on coming with his ministers, he was old and could not stand the bumps on the road, so his subordinates slowed down."

"oh……"

Zhu Feng raised his eyebrows slightly.

After a while of silence, he walked to the side of the city wall behind him. Looking down, Wu Ding had already supported Wu Yingqiu and walked down tremblingly. A carriage was being picked up from below. After he slowly moved up, the carriage drove forward in the crowded crowd.

Zhu Feng smiled: "The Duke is loyal and commendable."

Li Bushang didn't speak.

At this time, Nan Yan fully understood.

It turned out that Zhu Feng did not go to Peking to dispatch troops, but asked Li Bushen to go to Henan to find Duke Ding to ask for troops.

Indeed, in comparison, it is much faster to find the Duke of Ding from here to mobilize troops than to return to Peiping; and officials at all levels will know that by that time, things will be big, and I am afraid that some people who are interested can take advantage of the opportunity.

Zhu Feng did make such a decision after careful consideration.

That's why he kept looking at the map for the past two days, and it turned out that he was calculating the journey of Xu Shifeng and Wu Yingqiu.

Wu Yingqiu just came from Henan, and would have rushed to Changqing City first than Xu Shifeng, and then took it down, and then went back to Hecheng day and night.

However, they arrived almost at the same time.

Wu Yingqiu was slower.

Fortunately, it's not too late.

It can be said that it came just right, so people can't find any fault.

Just as he was still concentrating on something, he suddenly heard a hissing sound beside him. When he turned around, he saw that it was Nan Yan shrank his neck slightly.

When the war was fierce before, I didn’t feel that now everything was settled. Standing in the bitter wind on the top of the city, I felt that my hands and feet were blown coldly.

As soon as she saw her like this, Li Bushu subconsciously wanted to take a step forward.

However, just as his steps were about to be raised, Zhu Feng stretched out his hand and hugged the little woman with a pale face into his arms.

"It's cold?"

"Well"

It was very cold, and when he was held in his arms, the familiar body temperature made her less cold, but he was too unlucky in public.

Nan Yan couldn't help but blush.

Subconsciously trying to break away, Zhu Feng's hand used a little more force, holding her in his arms, and not being allowed to move.

"emperor……"

"Let's go, let's go down first."

"Why."

The two of them walked down together.

Li Bushang looked at their backs, was silent for a moment, and followed.

When I walked down the city tower, I saw the frightened people returning to the city under the escort of the army. They all had weak legs and were crying bitterly. It was obviously frightened by what happened before.

At this moment, the soldiers escorted a few people and walked out of the crowd.

Nan Yan was stunned: "This is"

Zhu Feng said deeply: "They were arranged by King Ning in the city. Before, the reason why the people kept making trouble for leaving the city was that they thought they were themselves, but more because there were these people in there fanning the flames."

"oh?"

Nan Yan looked closely and said, indeed, it was like the few people who had been yelling in the crowd when Zhu Feng was talking to the people before.

Nan Yan snorted: "You can't let this kind of person go lightly."

"certainly."

Zhu Feng waved his hand and asked them to take these people down.

And just then, Nan Yan saw a young man in the crowd, who was beaten to a bruised nose and a swollen head like a pig's head.

He hummed, "If you want to catch the traitor, you will catch it again after you see it. I am not a traitor. Why don't you beat those people, just hit me? Oops!"

He limped in pain and walked back in a mess.

Nan Yan pointed at the man: "What's going on?"

"Well"

Zhu Feng glanced at the man and only coughed lightly: "Cough cough, maybe, I made a mistake."

"Oh, it's so pitiful."

Looking at Nan Yan's sympathetic gaze, Zhu Feng took another look at the man's limping back, with a little coldness in his eyes.

Dare you say that the imperial concubine is farting when speaking?
Chapter completed!